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This book is a RABCK to a fellow BookCrosser. :)

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I promised SqueakyChu that I would pass this along to its intended recipient.

Taking this book to the mini meet-up in Gaithersburg. I hope Melydia shows up so I am not stuck hanging onto this for too long -- that way she will be able to blame SqueakyChu instead of me.

ETA: Melydia didn't come to the meet-up and I was puzzled as to what to do with it. Then I had a brilliant idea. This book will be waiting for Melydia when she arrives in Florida for her anniversary trip. A gift filled with the love of many friends.

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I am currently on vacation at Walt DisneyWorld in Orlando, FL. When I returned to my hotel room this evening, this book was waiting for me. You know, for a book that follows me around, this is quite the achievement. Thanks for the laugh. I'll be sure to release this soon. :)

BTW, this is what I thought of this book when I read it years ago:

Will Tweedy was 14 years old and living in Cold Sassy, Georgia, in the summer of 1906 when his grandpa came home one day to announce he was marrying a woman half his age, not three weeks after the death of his first wife, Will’s grandmother. The town, of course, is scandalized, and continues to be so as the story wears on. This is more of a “slice of life” depiction than much of a story – the author starts with a setting (the town of Cold Sassy) and a premise (Grandpa’s new bride), and meanders through clever little anecdotes and asides for a while until the author decides it’s time to end the story and starts killing off characters. This is not a bad story, just a fairly standard one. I don’t have very strong feelings about it either way. The constant backcountry dialect got kind of old, but I feel that way about all books narrated in dialect so that’s not exactly serious criticism. On the other hand, I could hear all the characters in my head with no problem. In the end, if you like this era of historical fiction, you’ll enjoy the feeling of living in Cold Sassy; if you prefer more plot-driven stories where everything happens for a reason, you might want to skip this one.

Left on a ledge on a light post under the resort bus shelter. It's above eye level but hopefully it will be found by a lucky reader!